Deceit is a friend that I have known for so long.
I have had conversations with myself,
Looking into a mirror,
Telling myself it's fine,
It's okay,
If not today,
Then maybe someday.
Because deception is all I have,
To make me ingest this cruel thing called life.
Time will tell,
When all will be well,
Because a life filled with misery,
Disappointment,
Heart ache,
Despair,
Is worst than hell.